White Christmas

The sun is shining, the gra*s is green The orange and palm tree sway There's never been such a day In beverly hills, l.a. But it's december the twenty-fourth And I am longing to be up north I'm dreaming of white christmas Just like the ones I used to know Where the tree tops glisten And children listen to hear sleighbells in the snow For I'm dreaming of a white christmas With every christmas card I write May your days be merry and bright And may all your christmases be white And may all your christmases be white...